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1 - A BEACH IS A HOME

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Bubble Beach was quaint. It didn't have the large sprawling mansions, cobblestone stairwells, or shops that had no visible price tags like Barnacle Bay Homes. No, it was more on the humble side of Oliana, cupped by the well-worn path from the Crystal Steppes to Kailani Caverns, which was largely forgotten. Very few took the dangerous journey to stare at to climb the Steppes and gaze at Olaysha's Tears, or took a perilous boat to the Ashy Islands, which had long since been abandoned. The tales of those who traveled there being lost at sea, or returning with no memory of who they were, were enough for most folk to not venture too far South. 

A pup's tall tales, surely...you thought in a cavalier manner. Yet, as you emerged from Kailani, house deed in paw, you saw a sky-blue glimmer in the distance, and a shudder rolled down your spine. Hesitating, you coughed to regain your composure, and marched down the pink path with gusto to hide your unease.

Traveling for a few short miles, you found your spooky mood waning as the friendly chirping of birds and various wildlife piqued your interest. Your sense of adventure had fully returned by the time you came across a dilapidated sign with the sun-cracked words “Bubble Beach” on it. Checking it against your brochure's picture, you nodded, and followed your map. Not too far from the sign, down a winding path in the brush, which was more than a little overgrown, you caught a glimpse of your home.

It was small, to be expected.  Right in front of it, you could see someone, presumably the real estate agent, who looked entirely out of his element. His pinstripe suit, complete with a flashy lapel and gold coconut watch, screamed, “I'm rich!” He was pacing back and forth with a furrowed brow, making a new pathway in the sand in front of your doorstep when he spotted you with a sense of relief. 

“You there,” he said in a tight, deep voice. “Am I to understand you are the new owner of this…” he waved his paw with disdain, “...darling establishment?” You could barely respond before he dropped the keys in your paw. “You can see yourself in, can't you?” He said, and began looking at you for the paperwork, which he snatched from the side of your bag. He whipped out a gold ball point pen, signed it, and then gave it to you. “Sign here,” he said, and tapped his foot impatiently while you stared at him. “It's not going to sign itself,” he added, rolling his eyes. The moment you signed it, he practically shouted, “Enjoy your new home!” as he dashed down the path...it was downright unprofessional. How rude!

Well, whatever, you thought, and returned your gaze to your home.

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It really was darling, despite the fact the real estate agent had clearly meant it with a huge heap of sarcasm.  Smiling, you walked up to the door eagerly, unlocked it, and stepped inside, staring at its ammentities--a hammock with a leafy blanket, wooden sink with a mirror, a hallowed out tub, and a quaint log dining set.

Slightly mesmerized by the furnishings of your first home, you happily begin to unpack what little items you had with you. 

YOUR TASK:

Draw yourself moving into your new home! Be sure that the colors and shapes are accurate.